Mysteries of Max 30.5-Purrfect Wedding by Nic Saint

Author:Nic Saint [Saint, Nic]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Puss in Print Publications
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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“Why is everybody crying, Max?” asked Dooley. “I thought this was supposed to be the happiest day in Odelia’s life and she’s crying all the time, and so are all the others.”

It was true. I’d never seen so many humans cry so much before, except in movies where everybody dies at the end.

There was a note of concern in Dooley’s voice. “They’re not going to die, are they, Max? Maybe Odelia has cancer and she just found out and she wanted to get married just before she died! Just like in that episode of General Hospital where Mrs. Harper gets married to Doctor Parker on her deathbed, only to discover he mistook her bunion for a tumor, and in the next episode she decides to divorce him and sue him for malpractice.”

“Nobody is sick and nobody is dying, Dooley,” I assured my friend as we watched people go from laughing to crying and back again in a weird display of emotion.

“Humans are like that,” said Harriet. “Sometimes when they’re very happy they cry, and sometimes when they’re very sad they laugh. To be honest it’s very hard to determine what they’re really feeling just based on their facial expressions.”

“At least cats don’t have facial expressions,” Brutus grumbled. “Makes things a hell of a lot easier if you ask me.”

“Nobody is asking you, Brutus,” said Harriet, a little snappishly I thought. Obviously he hadn’t agreed to marry her fast enough to her liking. It seemed to me that the wedding was off before it even got started.

“I’m just saying—”

“I know what you’re saying and I’m not even remotely interested.”

“Cats do have facial expressions, though,” said Dooley. He then did something to his face. I think.

“I don’t see any difference,” said Brutus. “You just pulled the same face twice, Dooley.”

“No, I didn’t,” Dooley insisted. “Look, this is me happy. And this is me sad. See?”

“No, frankly I don’t,” Brutus said. “It’s the same face.”

“I have to agree with Brutus, Dooley,” I said. “It is the same face.”

“No, it isn’t. Look, this is me angry—and this is me relieved.”

“Still the same face,” Brutus said.

“But how is that possible? I felt my facial muscles work hard to show you that face.”

“You may think your facial muscles are working hard,” I explained, “but in actual fact they’re not doing a single thing. And that’s because we don’t have those same kinds of facial muscles humans have. They can display an entire range of emotions. We can’t.”

“I don’t get it,” said Dooley, and a hint of sadness now did reflect on his face. But that was just because I know him so well, and I can tell immediately if he’s happy or sad.

“So when are we finally going to eat?” asked Brutus.

“We’re going to a sushi place,” Harriet announced. “So yay, fish for us.”

“Sushi at a wedding? That’s unusual,” I said.

“No, it’s not. Humans love sushi,” said Harriet. “In fact if they could they’d eat sushi all day, every day.”

“No, they wouldn’t. Not all humans like sushi.

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